"The barrel knot?" Skulduggery asked, selecting another random bit of string. "That's similar to the blood knot, isn't it? I used to be quite the fisherman, back in the day. Let's see..."

His initial attempt, unsurprisingly, was just as slow and clumsy as Skulduggery's entire body had been when he first woke up here. He managed it in the end, but not without a grunt or two of minor frustration along the way. "It has been a while," he murmured, flexing and unflexing his hand. A couple of centuries, to be exact. That certainly wouldn't help the dexterity issue.